Love, February Day 3

You know what I love? That delicious feeling of a Friday night.

Growing up, we’d usually stop at Blockbuster and pick up some movies (that three for $5 weekend deal was the best). Then we’d pick up pizza or go out, since my mom never wanted to cook on Friday and all the leftovers were gone. I remember loving that feeling – the start of the weekend. No homework or school the next day.

In university, Friday nights were for Battlestar Galactica. I remember all of us squished in on the couch, watching on a laptop. Some of us in our pajamas, others half dressed for a night out.

In law school, Friday night was about finally having one night to take a break from the work and studying. I used to curl up with a drama or sci-fi show and just turn my brain off for a few hours, leaving my books in my bag and pretending they didn’t exist.

When I started working, it was for finally knowing that I would have two full days to do whatever I wanted. During my first job, that mostly meant resting my feet, and relaxing after five days of endless, thankless work.

Tonight, it’s for having a giant plate of pasta and then curling up with a book. Maybe doing my nails or making brownies. The possibilities are endless, but the choices are easy. It’s my night to do whatever I want, free of obligations.

Friday nights. There’s a new one every week, but it’s nice to have something to look forward to. It’s not always a night for remarkable things to happen, but it is a night for remembering to relax and be grateful we made it through another week.

Love,
February

Song of the Day: Beautiful Night by Gaho

Wanna blend into this bright light city
(Wanna picture this night with you)
A thousand stars fall on you
(But the brightest one is you)